D-DAY II
I wake up to everything dark around me. I started to panic as I try to feel my way around. Was I teleported some place like in those fantasy stories I read so much about?
There was dirt and rocks, the heavy scent of death crawled up my nose and mouth while I try to find any signs of light. To my dismay, utter, complete darkness was my new, unwanted friend.
I was crawling on the ground when I hit my head against a hard wall. A light blue, square screen pops up in front of me.
PING.
It looks like one of those game interfaces, or the ones the manwhas I read on a daily show. What am I? A main character? Probably not if I'm stuck in God knows where.
The information screen had the following:
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WELCOME TO D-SASTER. YOU HAVE BEEN TELEPORTED TO A SECLUDED PLACE FOR BEFORE EARTH'S DESTRUCTION. AS YOUR EARTH IS ON THE VERGE OF INVASION BY THE DEMONS, THE GODS HAVE GIVEN YOU A CHOICE TO OBTAIN GREAT POWER TO FIGHT BACK.
WILL YOU ACCEPT?
YES OR NO
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I stare at the interface, as if maybe if I stare long enough it would just go away. But to my dislike, it stays. Seeing how there was no other way for me to know what could happen. I reach over to tap the floating screen for my answer. YES
Just then, an invisible force slams against me. Knocking the last bit of strength my body could give. The information screen displays the following information of me:
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Name: Marianne Primrose LVL: [ -10 ]
Height: 168cm
Age: 24
Occupation: N/A
STR: 5
SPE: 6
STA: 4
DEF: 3
INT: 8
LUCK: 10
MANA: 0
SKILLS: [-LOCKED-]
EQUIPMENT: N/A
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I rubbed my eyes again to make sure I was looking at my information correctly. First off, my stats are crap. I'm practically doomed with my defense at three, while my mana is rock bottom non-existent.
"--But why the hell is my level at NEGATIVE TEN?!?" I scream out loud, my voice echoing around me.
However the only one out of proportion is my luck stat that was sitting at ten.
"Why is my luck stat the highest?" I scoff at it.
I sat in the darkness for a few more minutes before another interface pops up:
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SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST
Weed out the weak. The strong stays while the weak are preyed upon. Fighting is the only way to survive in the future.
Requirements: Participants must get at least 1000 POINTS in the next 24 hours.
Reward: Qualify to move to the MAIN SCENARIO.
Failure: Death
EVENT STARTS IN: 00:00:00:10
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"The hell am I suppose to be ready in 10 seconds---" I scream as a blue light wraps around my body.
When I open my eyes, I find myself standing in the middle of a small street, with other people in different languages murmuring around me.
I look over myself to still be wearing my cat onesie. I look next to me to see an asian little boy probably no older than thirteen stared blankly as he stares of to space. He had a dying puppy in his arms.
I was about to talk to him when an explosion blows up the building next to us. Screams filled the air and circle lights that floated in the air begin to light the night sky.
PING!
I see everyone looking at something in front of them. I guess we could not see each others screen.
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SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST
POINT SYSTEM:
[Creatures: 200 Pts]
[Humans: 100 Pts]
REQUIRED PTS TO MOVE TO MAIN SCENARIO: 1000 Pts.
POINTS AQUIRED: 0
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My face drained at the requirements to move to the MAIN SCENARIO. Before I could even react, screams filled the air and creatures began to pour out of the portal from above. Most of them were ugly looking wolves, as if driven mad by rabies. Their red eyes search for the closest prey and they pounce on them in an instant.
People of different nationalities scream for the lives. I look beside me to grab the boy but he was not anywhere to be seen.
It hasn't even been a minute when something stabs me from the back. I look down at my heart where what looked like a stick had stab its way through my chest. Blood instantly rushes out and drenches my clothes.
I try to crane my neck to look behind me. It looked like a young lady who was dressed to work in a company that had stabbed me. She pulls the stick out, which upon closer look, was a beautiful rose hair stick now covered in blood.
She was talking in a different language, but I could tell the poor girl was sorry. I completely forgot... Monsters were not the only ones I needed to watch out for.
I could feel my body heat leaving me, while I lay on the ground bleeding and watching people die. In one instance, there was a girl who almost looked like my other half, my best friend, my sister.
Tears rolls down my face. I only had one regret and it was the fact that I had not fight back. The Gods have forsaken mankind.
PING.
I glance at the screen.
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THE GODS AND DEMONS LAUGH AT YOUR STATE.
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In that moment, rage ripped through my body, my blood boiling. The little energy I had was used to curse at the dark red sky.
"I don't care if you are fucking God, a demon or some kind of higher fucking being. I will find you." I cough out blood and grimace.
"And I will kill you." I choked, glaring at the sky.
Just before my last bit of consciousness slips away, another message pops up:
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A GOD SAYS THAT A DEAD PERSON SHOULD STAY DEAD.
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I first imagine death to be dark. I also thought that I'd be laying in a hospital bed with my grown children, grandchildren, my husband, and the rest of my family bawling their eyes out. However, what I was not prepared is to die when the world is ending and the future destruction of mankind.
Let's not forget the fact that I was stabbed not too long ago... on the heart.
I could not feel my body at first, thinking that I was in some kind of floating consciousness. That what awaits me is the grim reaper who has come to pick up my soul.
PING.
I can still get notifications after death? From the darkness, the message interface stares at me:
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CONGRATULATIONS! You are the 666 participant to have died before the MAIN SCENARIO.
DUE TO LUCK BEING YOUR HIGHEST STAT:
You have been given another chance.
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